"Any sane person would be displeased," he grunted, hissing as his foot was jammed up painfully, sending glitched signals up the limb.

Damned mech was better than even he had expected, but Optimus was determined to at least not loose this quickly. Even if it was the verbal battle that was more important to him.

As he was pinned back, he lashed out at Megatron with his other foot, bucking up and trying to wedge it between them to keep from being completely trapped. He would need the leverage to force the larger mech off of him.

"While I....value your opinion and expertize...it's not so much that I want to take from those that are the problems as it as...give to Cybertron." It wasn't easy to talk while straining and fighting, but he would get it out. Optimus could talk about things other than interfacing.

His vision fritzed, processor ringing when his head was slammed down, and he growled, low and deep in his engine as he surged and thrashed, kicking out with the free foot again and punching with the unpinned hand on the same side, slugging Megatron in the neck as he tried to roll them.